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Chapter 5

Sonny's POV…

We found our way to the bedroom among the chaos of removing our clothes, our hands touching each other in a way we'd never planned or imagined.

"Bea?" I said her name as my back hit the bed, her body covering mine as her hands removed my shirt throwing it somewhere that I didn't care about, her lips descending onto mine keeping me from saying another word.

"Don't think about it" gasped Beatrice in-between kisses her hands on my breasts as I leaned into her doing as she wanted as she broke away to lave her tongue over my neck. Her teeth grazing my throat only helped to make me purr, my nipples hardening. The feel of her hands against me, touching me made my skin heated. Her touch was so soft, so caring, it made my eyes open to look at her. I had never imagined this or thought of her in this way, until now. I didn't want to go back.

"I want this…you, so bad, Bea" I whispered the words as I looked up at her thinking how sexy she looked in that moment the nonexistent light of the bedroom making her look all the more wanton and alluring. As the words left my lips, the irony wasn't lost on me. I had never imagined saying them or thinking such thoughts about her, my best friend, and yet as soon as they left my lips, I was kissing her. I was beginning to remove her clothes and touching her. It was so new, so unexpected, but in that moment, nothing felt more right. I liked it when she moaned in response, her lips moving against mine. I liked it when she broke away to peer into my eyes. They were the color of black smoke, they contained a lust that left me shaking in anticipation as a heated look dominated the whole of those eyes. Everything moved very quickly then as her body, her slender curves and soft flesh, fell onto the bed until she was on top of me. Those same eyes were watching me as her hands touched my face, holding it like it was precious to her, and claiming my lips, her body settled in-between my legs forming a fierce connection. This wasn't just a kiss though as her tongue delved deep to move with mine.

We shared a breath as the kiss escalated into something carnal. A wet smack of satisfaction sounded off between us as our tongues mingled, hers slithering to touch mine almost forcing it into compliance. As we kissed, her hands moved over me still her touch somehow firmer now as she spread me wide open for her, and tugging our pussies together, I throbbed for her. Her body moved between them and as my hands moved to grab the smooth swell of her ass, I couldn't deny how right it felt for her to be there. And then all rational thought stopped. Beatrice moved a hand between my legs to where I wanted her most and suddenly her fingers filled me. It startled me at first, the cool pleasure of having her teasing my folds, and pressing down on my clit. The pleasure she caused was new and wonderful and wicked. I didn't need to say anything or direct her as to what I needed in any way, it was like she already knew what that was, and was willing to give it to me no matter what. It caused my back to arch with a wanton moan as I sought more of her touch. My eyes closed as my bottom lip slipped in-between my teeth keeping a mewl from escaping. My hands grip on her tightened and as it did, I dragged her closer demanding that she be as close as she could be.

Her lips left me soon after that. Beatrice continued to let her fingers work their magic and I found myself watching her. She was moving too slow for my taste, but also too fast. Her lips kissed my throat then my breasts, suckling the nipples for a moment before going over my stomach next. And then she was right there. Between my legs, with her stone black eyes watching my pussy finding it wet for her and watching her I couldn't hold in the moan as I shook waiting to see what she was going to do.

"Fuck, Bea" I exclaimed the words without recognizing them, her tongue joining her fingers to bring me closer to where she wanted me. I could feel the wetness pooling at my thighs even as she laved over my pussy with her tongue. She seemed to bury her face there, a moan leaving her and grabbing her hair, I arched into the sensation as I moved to keep her where I wanted.

Beatrice didn't disappoint, using that moment to plunge her tongue into my pussy as her thumb circled my clit. I could feel my orgasm building at the sensation. My legs shook with pleasure as I struggled to breath as I neared the edge. I was on the peak ready to jump and fisting my hands in her hair, I made sure she knew that. It seemed to spur her on. I felt her hands on my thighs as she dug in deep. And then I fell. I fell over the edge into bliss that felt better then any some boy with fumbling fingers had ever given me. Her tongue went up my pussy, licking a ling stripe over my folds before her eyes met mine. That was when she sucked my clit into her mouth.

She flicked it teasingly like she had my tongue before.

"Oh my God" I whispered it, but it felt like a scream to my ears as I met her eyes and felt her tongue on my pussy and suddenly all I knew was her and the scratchy sheets of the bed as I came. I hung on the sensation of her body, her hands touching mine. I heard her talking to me, but I don't know what she said. I was lost to everything except the shaking pleasure that seemed to melt me to a pool of nothing. And when it was over, I found her looming over me once more.

"Kiss me" I whispered as my eyes settled on her and she didn't hesitate, her lips crashing down upon mine until we were out of breath, a heap of shaky limbs.

"Sonny?" mewled Beatrice as my hands moved over her hitching her skirt up until it was a scrap of fabric wrapped around her waist.

I didn't respond or answer her in any way. I just continued to touch her. My fingers found her pussy as hers had mine and I heard a shaky breath leave her lungs. It turned into a mewl of carnal lust as her eyes bore into mine before they closed her teeth biting her bottom lip barely concealing a soft whimper.

"Look at me, Bea, tell me what you want" I gasped finding myself out of breath just watching her. A tiny hum in the form of an answer left her lips. It spurred me on as one, two, then finally three fingers filled her making her inhale deeply her head falling back.

"Harder" mewled Beatrice laying her hands down on the mattress around me as her movements followed the plunge of my fingers. It was amazing, just when I thought she couldn't get sexier, she did. I could feel that connection that we seemed to share then as she rode my hand according to the rhythm I had set. I could see her breasts bouncing beneath her shirt and reaching up, I cupped one in my hand making her gasp. The way her mouth fell open was the sexiest thing I've ever seen.

"Cum, Bea…cum for me" I whispered the words loud enough, so she would hear me, and she did exactly as I said.

"My God, Sonny" exclaimed Beatrice my thumb running over her already sensitive clit and then I gasped as I watched her come apart above me. It was beautiful, watching her come. I could swear I could feel her heart racing and a wave of satisfaction seemed to fall over me as I watched her. Satisfaction that it was me to make her feel such pleasure. Time seemed to slow down as I watched her, waiting for her eyes to open, and for her to fall back to earth. When it happened, her eyes opened equally slow, and looking around the room a moment, they soon found my own. It was a sacred moment that I'll treasure for the rest of my life. Time stayed slow, it drifted by like silk on skin, and looking into her eyes I felt like something new and wonderfully beautiful had just begun. My hands touched the swell of her ass moving up to her back and her body settled on top of mine, her body still between my legs. I could feel my own heart pounding and I could hear hers too. It was like they were creating their own unique rhythm.

Our eyes closed as we kissed once more and suddenly, I couldn't help feeling like this was the way it was supposed to be.

"Sonny" whispered Beatrice on my lips her hands coming to cup my breasts swirling the nipple between her fingers as her other arm went around my waist.

"What was that…I mean, what does that make us now" I whispered looking into her eyes. A moment of silence lasted, but a moment between us. When it ended, it was that wet flicking of our tongues in a kiss that broke it. It was a demanding, passion filled kiss, and if her touch hadn't been as soft, I would have thought it soft. When our lips parted, her eyes were smoky gray as they stared into mine; I felt my heart throb in response.

"Nothing's changed, Sonny. We're still best friends…in a very unique situation" whispered Beatrice her eyes still connected with mine waiting for my reaction.

I took a moment to catch my breath letting my hands tighten on her body first. Then I smiled, a soft barely there smile, but she knew what it meant as she returned it moving her hand to my face. She moved stray strands of hair out of my face, as she did, I leaned closer liking the way her fingers felt against my skin. Her lips descended onto mine again. It was a simple peck of a kiss then a deepening passionate kiss, and then it became something carnal that had no boundaries. It is still the best kiss I've ever had. That was the first time Beatrice and I had sex.

"Nothing's changed, Sonny. We're still best friends…in a very unique situation" Beatrice had said it and that described what our relationship became perfectly. I always thought that some boy in my future would be the love of my life, but I was wrong. The love of my life was Beatrice. She was my soulmate and as she said, we remained best friends for the rest of our lives.

She would love me in a way no one had since Violet and Klaus.

"Nothing's changed, Sonny. We're still best friends…in a very unique situation" Beatrice's words will never leave my mind and yet, she was far more then my best friend; she was my wife, sister, lover, irreplaceable. She would make my marriage to Olaf livable.